her, whose heart and mind's running in a whirl, she needs comfort and ample time in settling her thoughts. contradiction's the dominator calling the shots in her life. the world's so much parallel to be spinning around her, filling up with tons and millions whys. she's piled up with so many questions left undiscovered, and so many doubts left unanswered. is she not handling situations well enough?
she wondered what his words revealed, shes in need of the answer to at least; ease.
she fcukn hate it. she irks to sound similar to some paranoid bitches. this taught her, always reveal inners and never hold them back. perhaps, she hasn't been herself, not even the least, needless to mention, to the brim. she enjoys holding back her emotions purely due to the fact that she'll never allow anyone to inflict wounds into her, let alone, take her for granted. she've learnt to love herself more than anything else in the world, she and no one else.
many times, one ought to be realistic. never wish for perfections when you understand love isn't always so fantastic, or probably. never even fantastic.
i'd hope for an answer, im thinking too much.
how could you leave me clueless.
my mind's twirling and temperature isn't depleting. yet, i cant sleep.
i miss the mornings and afternoons. set some time allowances for both, i need to be alone. and you know, just one call from me.. killed me. just one reply text from me.. killed me. i felt like i just stabbed myself right through.
silly, how silly. i took a detailed glance at myself and felt like an entertainer.
or do i not know you well enough to stamp trust into us?
right now. i refuse to think. i refuse to set visuals on pictures & objects i see us, i hope, im not acting like an infantine.